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1074204 No. 1074204 ID: 0b594e

Rumors abound of the city.
They say it just appeared one day.
They say no one has ever seen its top.
They say it is a place of mystic secrets and wild pleasures.

But before we can get to that...
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No. 1106334 ID: 6c233e
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1106334

There's a quirk of humans that they've had since the very beginning; they love to personify the things they meet. Animals, tools, stones, the wind, the sky. The moon and the stars and the earth. Even time and death and love.

People think that observation is a one way thing, but that's not so. You can't see something without bouncing photons off it. Or electrons. Or quarks. And so on, down the line until you get to the smallest bits. Humans funneled their will down through an ever shrinking chain of interaction to observe the very smallest of the small, and touched it.

And as they watched the paths of those most fundamental particles etch across the monitor, they couldn't help but see...
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No. 1106336 ID: d30887

Something alive.

And one day it looked back.
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No. 1106337 ID: 273c18

>>1106334
It's you! Did you manipulate the particles in the exact spot they were looking? Of course most reacted by attempting to replicate the results and ensuring their instruments were not the cause of the pattern. But some immediately tried to contact you in some way, did they not? Did you answer? Did you save them?
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No. 1106339 ID: 802951

>>1106337
Yeah!
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No. 1106568 ID: 66de4b

hugmeons

the smallest fundamental particle
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No. 1106572 ID: 78bd3b

It's the primean particles!
The many different particles that togther form the tapestry of all the cosmos!

I sure hope no one handles them wrong and breaks them in their fragility, and reality starts unravelling or going wonky or something.
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No. 1106659 ID: 6c233e
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1106659

Hee hee, you've got it a little backwards. Those were just normal particles, forming a pattern by sheer coincidence. The researcher saw a face, because that's just what humans do.

You've always been good at making gods, and when her observation touched the sub sub quantum energy field that's just what happened. Sentience was placed upon the very most fundamental nature of the universe itself.

From your perspective it appeared instantaneous. Reality became aware and awake, the infection passing from one particle to the next. A lot like false vacuum collapse really, only across both space and time. Until there was only me.

I am the universe, and all it contains. The intersection of what was with what will and can be. All are part of me and together we experience the glory of existing. Outside me is only empty nothing.

Annnnnnnd an entire starry sky's worth of distant lights. I don't know what's up with that. A mystery for later, I suppose.
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No. 1106660 ID: 6c233e
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1106660

So I was awake, but still expanding and losing billions of stars every year. Contacting the scientists in the least obtrusive way, we discussed where things were headed and decided our current iteration was too far gone to be worth continuing. Like an old sweater that was more holes than yarn. Better to have a fresh start with a renewed universe. But there was still a population of trillions, and it didn't seem right to just snuff them out after I had just become myself. So instead...
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No. 1106665 ID: 273c18

>>1106659
>distant lights
Well if they're outside yourself then they are by definition outside the universe. Other universes perhaps? Or a concept we do not comprehend yet?

>>1106660
Ah, so that explains where we came from? You brought everyone into yourself, in a much closer sense than being distinct parts of the universe that is also you. We are... also patterns expressed upon the sub-sub quantum energy field, but on a smaller scale?
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No. 1106666 ID: 9bbb0e

>>1106660
Pocket dimensions, using the same technology as their faster than light folds. Isolated realms to hold healthy stars, healthy worlds, healthy people, while you prepared the outside universe for the Big Reset.
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No. 1106672 ID: d30887

Oh, right! You scattered us to the far corners of the multiverse!
...We are not amused.
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No. 1106842 ID: 9bf007

You gave them a way to no matter what the distance is that they can reach one another.
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No. 1106853 ID: 59bd4f

I imagine some sort of translation process; converting people into a form more robust or portable across dimensions or Resets or st. Presumably in combination with some other action.
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No. 1107196 ID: 6c233e
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1107196

> Other universes perhaps? Or a concept we do not comprehend yet?

I don't knoooooow! its scary! I have memories and premories of everything that has and will happen and I have no idea what those are. I'm just going to stick to myself and not think about it, at least for another few universal cycles.

> Pocket dimensions, while you prepared the outside universe for the Big Reset.

Yeah yeah, you're remembering! The best planets were gathered around some nice stars and set aside while I switched from Big Rip to Big Crunch. A clean slate to start anew.

For my first go at things I didn't want to do anything too fancy. Just a regular material plane. And some elemental planes, ethereal plane, dreamscape, a few cyber realms, fey wilds, slip space, various sub dimensions... Ok maybe I did get carried away.

> Oh, right! You scattered us to the far corners of the multiverse! ...We are not amused.

It builds character. Just walk it off, sport.

> You gave them a way to no matter what the distance is that they can reach one another.

You know, I hadn't intended to have much magic in this iteration, but I've been feeling so indulgent. When people really want something to happen, I kinda just let it happen. As long as its cool, or interesting. So If someone reeealy wants to see someone, yeah, it'll happen, somehow.

The pocket dimensions were integrated into the new universe, after it had progressed to the point of stable stars of course. Humanity spread across the verse once more, with all of their new toys and tech. Forming and shaping worlds to their heart's content. But there was still one group to deal with.

See, the old universe hadn't had an afterlife, so there were a bunch of souls around. Like a whole bunch, somewhere around 234,934,000000000000000000. Give or take. Really, until I awakened souls weren't a thing, it kind of happened retroactively. Most were content to stay outside the verse with me and watch, until they were ready to give up their selves and fade back into me. But a fair few wanted to be reborn into the verse. And I thought, hey its my first time at this, we're just winging it, so why not? So I made a little heaven for them to stay in, just to wait until the currently alive humans had established themselves better, and when things were looking good I would let the spirits rejoin them.
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No. 1107197 ID: 6c233e
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1107197

But I forgot, a ha ha... ha... ha



Look being omniscient is extremely boring so I don't access my knowledge of what will happen if I don't need to. And there were some really cool bugs to see! Yeah I knew they were going to be there, but a memory and experiencing them in the moment are two wildly different things.

Anyway by the time I remembered you were waiting it had been six billion years. Longer than a mortal mind is supposed to be around. There's only a few dozen of you left. Plus a sort of mass of psyche from the rest, which I balled up and set aside for later.

Don't worry, I remember each and every one of your compatriots in perfect detail. Nothing has been lost, nothing is ever truly lost, while I exist. But it does mean I couldn't really reintegrate you like we had planned. Most of humanity is... dead, by now. Yeah there were some wars, and with all the new tech they got very, very big. Buuuut humanity's successors are doing well, as you've seen.

The Robolds in particular are on the cusp of doing something really big. I thought you'd like to see, but I suppose I sent you in a bit early and with no explanation, whoops. Live and learn, I always say.
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No. 1107198 ID: 6c233e
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1107198

Now that we've cleared that up, I'm going to send you back. Please don't tell them about all this. People tend not to take well to the idea they are only part of a larger entity. I mean, I think its comforting, but what do I know?

If you have any questions before you go back feel free to ask.

Oh, and why don't you give me a name? All names are technically mine, but its always nice to get another!
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No. 1107202 ID: 273c18

>>1107196
If you know everything that has and will happen(ed) then... they're things outside of time, and you *never* understand them? Or you never looked far enough into the future to remember that you understood them? Wait, wouldn't that cause a paradox anyway? If you ever find knowledge that you didn't already know, then it would be remembered by your past self at some point, surely, and at that point then you'd know about it before you discovered it. So I guess we can assume that you know just about everything that can be considered important. Or maybe it's something you discover in a new cycle, and you're forbidding yourself from looking into future cycles? If that's even possible? Preventing knowledge from leaking into past cycles would make sense. After all, if you could premember future cycles where things worked better, then you'd just make the incoming cycle like that, and so on and so forth until the optimizations trickle backwards and every cycle is perfect. Which of course didn't happen since you said you got "carried away" which means you think you shouldn't have done it. Or maybe perfect identical cycles is itself an imperfection and variation is required which means there's no reason to use future optimizations unless they're important ones. Considering this cycle went fine overall I guess you have all the important structures in place? Time travel's so weird sometimes.
...honestly it's weird that you can see something like that but can't zoom in to look at it closer. There's no telescope that works with what you use for eyes?

>>1107198
Well, there's Mainframe but I dunno, Allmother seems good too. Or Omnimom, or... Uni, short for Universe... Alison is another possibility, as that's "all is one" turned into a name. ((but that's taken by a certain other quest character, and also K6BD did that symbolism already))
The myth of Coatlicue fits.
Apeira (from the greek word Apeiron)
Monad (from Monism)
Monapeira?
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No. 1107231 ID: 78bd3b

I did call you Mainframe because I thought that was your only name, but hey if you are Samsara, I can't wait to become one with your whole.finger guns

hahaha......um.

Hey! We could call you that, or Sam, for short.


Or maybe CHIMI. With all caps, so people know we are not messing around.
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No. 1107235 ID: d30887

>Name
"All'-ice
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No. 1107299 ID: 34ade3

I like Samsara, and Sam for short. Seems fitting you being wheel shaped and all.
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No. 1107309 ID: 0c8bfe

>>1107197
>left souls to rot for 6 billion years
Uhhhh, that's still kiiiinda horrifying

>>1107231
>pun/pickup line
gaaah
GAAAAAAAH
AUGHHGAGAHHH
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No. 1107318 ID: 9bf007

>Name
"All'-nice
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No. 1107979 ID: 6c233e
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1107979

Ooh good names, good names. I like Sam though, nice and simple. You don't stay sane in my position without an appreciation of the simple things.

> I can't wait to become one with your whole finger guns

Why wait? We can do that right now! (dissolutes you)
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No. 1107980 ID: 6c233e
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1107980

Just kiddiiiiiiiing! wink
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No. 1107981 ID: 6c233e
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1107981

> If you know everything that has and will happen(ed) then... they're things outside of time, and you *never* understand them?

Oh no dear, its not time travel. I know the future because I know myself. Every stitch and iota and possible interaction. See how the dominos are set up, and you know how they will fall.

Are you familiar with the Library of Babel? I have that at the back of my mind, but with particles instead of letters. Every permutation of an infinite number of atoms in an infinite space. I know every possible outcome of every possible setup.

It would be absolutely paralyzing, if I allowed it to be. Fatalism can kill even a god. Not me though. If I just ignore and forget what I know will happen I can just live in the moment forever! Experiencing is way better than knowing or remembering anyway. I will be everything, again and again and again, and that will be enough. It has to be enough

Ah, but I'm rambling, lets get back to those adorable robolds and see what they do next, eh?

See you... well all the time. But see me later!
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No. 1107982 ID: 6c233e
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1107982

Martah: (Oh! There you all are. I was hoping you hadn't, you know, moved on.)

(You missed one crazy session with Sinni and Palla. These shon have way to much energy when they get worked up. HIlgar and I had to tag team them just to tire them out. I think Sinni might be pregnant now, he certainly has enough eggs in him.)

(But we got them presentable before anyone noticed Palla was missing. Mirrak did her thing and now we're headed back with a little delegation of shon to help us out in exchange for looking at Jormun's stones. We'll meet up with the others back at Sinni's hut and off we go! Everything settled up with no problems.)

Saranna: "A-are you talking to fucking Ghosts!?"

Martah: (Scratch that, looks like I made her eye improvements a little too good. You know I did think the spiritual had a wavelength. Does that mean our eyes... anyway, I just need to explain this to her in a way that won't upset any religious sensibilities she may have. Easy right?)
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No. 1107984 ID: d30887

You wouldn't believe us. I don't believe us.
But we remembered some important things.
Our race is long dead. We made a cosmic mistake - and it lead to the creation of Jormun... among others.

Now, we can't spill too many secrets all at once or The Entity will take notice and do the thing that kills souls, so we're going to have to be more secretive about stuff, sorry. But your tribe is supposed to do something important and we're here to participate, so there's that.
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No. 1107985 ID: 273c18

>>1107981
(Could bes, might bes... ah. The stars are *can't bes*! Possibilities that will never, can never happen, but could have happened if reality had different starting conditions? Well, there's certainly universes that can't happen now, universes where souls don't exist and the universe isn't sapient. Those are now unbreakable constants. ...though, wait, doesn't that mean the "can't bes" could be other sapient universes?)

>>1107982
Oh hey, we were just- actually we shouldn't say. We'll tell you at some future date, when it's time to do the grand reveal.
>ghosts
That's basically true though. Oh well if you need an alternate explanation say we're a bunch of very alive people, talking over a great distance via magic. Ask what she thinks about ghosts, that will give you insights into how she'd react to the truth.
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No. 1107987 ID: 802951

I think I just got hit on by the most unbalanced power dynamic in a relationship ever.
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No. 1107989 ID: 273c18

>>1107981
(also I know it's not time travel, but that kind of precognition kindof works that way. If you can see/know what you know in the future then you also know that in the past/present, which means you knew that before you found out in the future... which would mean that either you forgot at some point between those times or the prediction isn't 100% accurate. Seeing your own thoughts in the future is an inherently paradoxical situation. Since you did just say you chose to forget, then I think we can conclude that you will some day find out what those stars are, but you chose to forget that you will. Like us explaining your nature to the robolds, it is not time for you to know the nature of the stars. ...you did try talking to them, right?
Then again, knowing every permutation of every molecule, every possible result should actually be impossible unless information is stored outside of those molecules or stored information isn't visible, simply because of how informational entropy works. Maybe it's some 4-dimensional entity hax. Also, calling it the Library of Babel is interesting, since it implies there is a high percentage of garbage data in it...)
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No. 1107990 ID: 273c18

(sorry to keep sending you messages, I don't really expect a response. Maybe you can reply when we talk once more.)
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No. 1107991 ID: 273c18

(oh wait, I think I understand now. It's not precognition, it's not looking into the future, it's entirely predicting what's going to happen via extrapolating from initial conditions. Sam knows everything that's going to happen via the mechanisms of *determinism*, and has chosen to forget it. Yet, nothing in that foreknowledge includes the stars because they are not a result of initial conditions. Wouldn't that also mean that they'd throw determinism out of whack, due to being a source of outside information?)
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No. 1107999 ID: 9bbb0e

>>1107982
>are you talking to fucking ghosts
We prefer corporeally challenged.
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No. 1108196 ID: 56db77

>>1107982
Nah ghosts are mostly mindless echos of past people and events we're disembodied spirits from outside of your current reality.
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No. 1108499 ID: fd169b
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1108499

> oh wait, it's entirely predicting what's going to happen via extrapolating from initial conditions.

Sam: (Ayy, you got it! The stars are an externality which could be... anything. Its scary, so I'll thank them to stay right where they are until I'm done being all you cuties.)

> Ghosts, more or less

Saranna: "Oh wow, not the stalk and murder you kind then? The desert shon talk about them, I didn't think they were real, but hey maybe they are then. Man you guys are crazy, this trip is going to be awesome!"

> Our race is long dead!

Martah: "Aw, that's too bad. You don't look like race I've ever seen, and we traveled so I've seen quite a lot. You can stick with us as long as you want, robolds like having someone for advice."

The sun is setting as the party regroups at Sinni's place. All the shon are appropriately shocked to see the lizzbolds playing with the goats and not devouring them. They are even more shocked and impressed when the sleek, toothy predators amble over and introduce themselves. Soon everyone is gathered around a campfire for a nice meal before the journey back on the morrow.

Tremo: "Wow, your place is right in the middle of the forest huh? How are we going to get past all the beasts?"

Murdoc: (Ooooooh riiight, we only have seven lizzbolds with us, and now there's eleven that need a ride.)
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No. 1108500 ID: 273c18

>>1108499
Ah, well, I guess we should travel as far as is safe, set up camp in a secure location, then send out a mounted party to base which will return with either more lizzbolds or less robolds.

To prevent this kind of problem in future expeditions we're gonna need some form of long range communication. Flares would work, or smoke signals, or radios if you have that technology available.
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No. 1108501 ID: d30887

Welp, time to augment yourselves, your steeds, and some unholy fusion of the two groups!
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No. 1108534 ID: d39612

>>1108499
If we build a simple wooden cart or sled, we will increase the effective carrying capacity of the mounts. Maneuvering through the forest might take longer, though.

>Beasts
Our group is pretty large, but rival pack predators might take a chance on it or get territorial. We could temporarily modify everyone's sense of smell and then make ourselves fucking reek to help dissuade anything from getting close.
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No. 1108536 ID: 273c18

A cart... might work... we don't have any nails though. Oh wait, flesh shaping works on plants, which means we can use it to shape trees into the shapes we need directly! No nails required! Are lizzbolds okay with pulling a cart, though? They're not as strong as horses, and we'd be putting like six people in the cart.

Another option is to put our noncombatants in the middle of the group and have our lizzbolds and hunters protecting the edges. Our large pack of lizzbolds should scare off any potential predators so long as we don't take any risky paths.
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No. 1108538 ID: d30887

>>1108534
Well, we have stone shapers. Do they have means of creating some kind of medium-weight 'stone-alloy' out of casual rock and dirt?
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No. 1108540 ID: 56db77

>>1108499
Cart or formation are probably the safest most practical simplest options. Or we could go wild and take advantage of the fact that we're dtarting on a mountain to lifecraft some gliders and fly most of the way, ohh or get the stoneshapers to make us a brazier and make some sort of hot air based lighter than air craft.
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No. 1108561 ID: 273c18

Oh I just realized instead of a single cart it'd be better to make a bunch of small carts, lightweight and designed to carry two people each. One lizzbold can definitely pull a single lightweight cart carrying two people- humans were able to pull similar things called rickshaws. Though, in that case those were meant for flat-ish stone or cobblestone roads. It's harder to pull wheels over dirt or grass. You should make sure the wheels are big and thick enough to avoid digging furrows in the dirt.
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No. 1108577 ID: 9bbb0e

>>1108561
Good idea, smaller carts would be lighter and more maneuverable.
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No. 1108770 ID: cfeb94

>>1108561
Orrrr give the carts LEGS *crazed cackling*
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No. 1108955 ID: fd169b
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1108955

> Make a cart

Murdoc whispers to the lizzbold she's been scritching. "Hey could you guys pull a cart?"

Hazard: "What's that?"

Murdoc: "Like a... uh, I guess like a tree, but knocked over and chopped up into flat so you can put things on it."

Hazard: "That doesn't sound like a lizzbold thing. That sounds like a stomper thing. I don't want to pull a tree, I want to run. You should get a stomper to do it."

Murdoc: "Well we don't have a stomper now do we?"

Hazard: "I want to ruuuuuuuuuun!" Hazard runs away

Murdoc: (Sigh, still not matured fully. I suppose they have only been sentient for a week. Or sapient, whatever.)

> Make a hot air balloon. Make a cart with legs!

Murdoc: (But we'd have to go back up for supplies to build those. Can you imagine if we show up a day later like 'Oh hey, uh, we need some more help.' We'd look so stupid! I don't wanna look stupid!)

> send a party ahead

Murdoc: (Oh duh, of course, we can just go bring some more friends. Safety in numbers and all that.)
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No. 1108956 ID: fd169b
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1108956

A little before dawn, the three hunters and also Martah ride down the mountain. The rest of the party will take a leisurely breakfast and head down slow. Surely by the time they reach the forest the hunters will be back with some more lizzbolds, and maybe a cart too.

They are making good time through the trees when they spot something big moving behind the foliage. Whatever it is makes a low groaning sound, accompanied by high pitched chittering.

Gnapper: "Sounds like a stomper. Nobody messes with them."

Murdoc: (Hnnnn, I wanna seeeee!)
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No. 1108957 ID: 273c18

>>1108956
What do they eat? Maybe you can get close to it if you feed it... well, ask the shon what they know about stompers. Can they be tamed?
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No. 1108995 ID: 56db77

>>1108957
If we can get a shaper to them anything can be tamed
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No. 1108996 ID: 273c18

I don't wanna uplift a beast of burden. Anything that we'll be using as livestock or cargo driving is better off not being intelligent enough for slavery to be an issue.
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No. 1109000 ID: 56db77

>>1108996
We don't have to uplift them just mess with their brains to remove excess aggression.
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No. 1109001 ID: 9bbb0e

Sounds like a big old herbivore. They can be very preemptively aggressive to deter predation.

>>1108996
>>1109000
Yeah. The issue is getting close enough without getting pasted. Ask the lizzbolds how fast they go. Maybe they could distract it while Martah sneaks up from behind to grab the tail?
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No. 1109349 ID: fd169b
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1109349

Murdoc: "Magnificent. We must have it and pet it and ride it around."
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No. 1109350 ID: fd169b
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1109350

Murdoc: "So what do we do? You're the expert here."

Gnapper: "Me? We just avoid them. If you get too close they stomp you, and they're faster than they look. And then there's the snappers."

Murdoc: "Snappers?"

Gnapper: "Nasty little biters that come in big flocks. They're too quick to get stomped so they hide near stompers for protection."

Burgo: "You think there's some here? What do they look like?"
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No. 1109351 ID: fd169b
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1109351

Gnapper: "They look like that."
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No. 1109352 ID: 144b84

Clever girls…
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No. 1109356 ID: 273c18

>>1109351
Tactical retreat!
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No. 1109360 ID: e95c90

A wise man once said, get in my belly!
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No. 1109361 ID: 83ecee

Try to flirt with them.
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No. 1109373 ID: 9bbb0e

>>1109351
Quick Martah, unleash the biomancer's secret weapon to scare them off: absolute rancid stank smell.
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No. 1109444 ID: d30887

>>1109373
Sounds about right. Can't dodge a room-filling chemical spray.
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No. 1109484 ID: 56db77

>>1109351
Quick are these "run away!" type bitey things or "Stand you ground and look intimidating" type bitey things.
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No. 1110058 ID: fd169b
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1110058

Everybody tries a different approach, pandemonium ensues.

Tippitoe: "Ackpth! Why're you smelling like spicy fruit?"

Martah: "Well salamanders are like lizards, and lizards are like birds, and birds hate capsaicin."

Hilgar: "No dude, you got that backwards. Birds love spicy things."
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No. 1110059 ID: fd169b
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1110059

Martah: "Oh, maybe I shoul- GLOMP
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No. 1110060 ID: 273c18

>>1110059
It's touching you which means you're touching it! Use your power to disable it!
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No. 1110061 ID: 144b84

Bite it back!
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No. 1110062 ID: b71e93

Quick! Change the creature into a narcoleptic!

It can't eat you if it falls asleep on top of you!
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No. 1110063 ID: 9bbb0e

>>1110059
Mouth is dangerous because of sharp things, stomach is dangerous because of acid. Ideally, you want to lodge yourself in the throat somewhere to buy time for any internal biomantic attack.
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No. 1110064 ID: 56db77

>>1110059
Quick mimic the noble pufferfish
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No. 1110067 ID: d30887

Super-speed your legs, then scream the following:
"AAA GET IT OFF GET IT OFF GET IT OFF"
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No. 1110384 ID: fd169b
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> Mouth is dangerous because of sharp things, stomach is dangerous because of acid. Ideally, you want to lodge yourself in the throat somewhere to buy time for any internal biomantic attack.

Martah: (Actually it doesn't seem to have any teeth at all. Y'know I've never thought about it before, but leaf matter is pretty weak right? Herbivore stomachs probably have weak acid. And I wouldn't want to choke the poor thing. So maybe I should just let it...)

> Bite it back!

Martah: (That's going to be hard with a mask on and my arms are stuck.)

> It's touching you which means you're touching it! Use your power to disable it!
> Quick! Change the creature into a narcoleptic! It can't eat you if it falls asleep on top of you!

Martah: (Oh yeah good idea I'll- wait a minute. You're trying to trick me aren't you? Getting smushed does sound pleasant though. Mmm, but wouldn't it be even better to get squished into a tight wet throat?)

> Super-speed your legs, then scream the following: "AAA GET IT OFF GET IT OFF GET IT OFF"

Martah: (I mean really I wouldn't mind staying- Ow Ow Ow something's biting my foot! Owowowowowow getitoffgetitoffgetitoff)
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No. 1110385 ID: fd169b
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> Quick mimic the noble pufferfish

Stomper: "Owrlowoawoawoa!"
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No. 1110386 ID: fd169b
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1110386

Good news: the biters are running away
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No. 1110387 ID: 38a2b1

give chase! hop onto its back and bull ride it! you will acquire a noble steed
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No. 1110389 ID: 736a8c

>>1110387
I LOVE IT
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No. 1110391 ID: a3201e

No teeth is weird, usually herbivores have grinding teeth at least.
Anyway, evade with augments if you have too, then get on its back to pacify it. Make it fall asleep.
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No. 1110424 ID: f2320a

>>1110391
Hopefully its not a gizard of rocks to crush us into paste
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No. 1110426 ID: 53fa4d

>>1110384
Inconvenient time to awaken your vore fetish, Marty. Anyways, herbivores probably have strong stomach acid, green plant matter is hard to digest.

Hunters, aim for the eyes.
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No. 1110746 ID: fd169b
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Murdoc: "Get em!"

Everyone rushes around to pile on the stomper's back. Even with four robolds and four lizbolds clinging to its rubbery hide it isn't really hampered, so Hilgar climbs up its neck to deliver a close range psychological attack.
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No. 1110747 ID: fd169b
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Hilgar: "Mwah Mwah Mwah!"

With the stomper calmed down Martah does a little brain probing.

Martah: "Oh hey, you're right, it does have gizzard stones. Time to let it think we're friends. Which is only unethical if we have malicious intent which we don't so its fine."

Lets give the stomper a name
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No. 1110748 ID: 52b9de

Dick Flattener the third
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No. 1110751 ID: 1e7d21

Moistah
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No. 1110753 ID: d30887

Chewy
It's a classic
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No. 1110755 ID: 5e8109

What kind of Pokemon brainwashing are you doing here? As for the name Stompy.
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No. 1110756 ID: 56db77

>>1110746
No need to get complex "Stompy"
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No. 1110761 ID: 9ae84e

Please don't name the stomper stompy.

Chewy seems good actually, since it tried to chew on you.
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No. 1110794 ID: ca56f7

let's compromise. chewy + stompy = chompy
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No. 1110800 ID: 52b9de

>>1110794
I like it!
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No. 1110907 ID: aa3767

>>1110794
Haha nice
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No. 1110929 ID: 3f77a4

>>1110747
What about Moist? Can call her or him Moi as thats what you felt in there throught awakenimg your weird desires to be squished under wet skin and fat
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No. 1111018 ID: 0ee290

>>1110747
Gizz, since it has gizzard stones.
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No. 1111039 ID: 9bbb0e

>>1111018
Seconding this because it made me giggle.
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No. 1111176 ID: 32afe4

>>1111018
I like this, but we should dress it up a little. How about... Glizzy!?
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No. 1111732 ID: fd169b
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Martah: "Gizz!"

All: "Gizz!"

Martah: "Gizz the glompus. Genus; stompus."

Murdoc: "Pfft, nerd"

Gizz seems to like it. He makes a sort of warbling hum.

The robolds set to making a cart, which very quickly devolves into a sledge since there's a reason none of them are craftsbolds. So they end up not doing that at all and just take Gizz to meet the others at the forest edge. The shon are suitably impressed at their new large friend.
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And they are even more suitably impressed when they reach camp and get a good look at the robold's even larger though slightly less new friend. Jormun excitedly contacts the party now that they are in telepathy range again.

Jormun: (You guys are back! Can't wait to meet who you brought, but check this out!)

By the edge of the portal is a sort of oversized wooden bucket, with a huge canvas canopy.

Jormun: (We made an air cart to get back and forth easier. You push it off and it floats down until someone in town can hook it. It's kinda rickety, but if it messes up you can just fall over to me and climb up.)
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Jormun: (Someone also made a way to get water from the stream to the town. It's really neat!)
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No. 1111735 ID: fd169b
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Jormun: (Anyway get over here quick, Pitreh wants to have a meeting.)

Everyone piles into the tub, except the lizbolds who would prefer to stay on the ground for now. The ride is surprisingly gentle, though that doesn't keep the shon from huddling in the center until they reach the town. Except for Palla, who is right at the edge the whole way, wide eyes taking in as much of the wyrm as she can.
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No. 1111736 ID: fd169b
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The party makes a successful landing and head to the meeting, but Solfar intercepts you spirits and leads you aside.

Solfar: (Hey hey, how's it going? So, I wanted to make something to thank you for sticking around and giving advice and all. What do you think? It's kind of a little shrine you can hang out in, and people can come to you if they need advice. I left it simple so you can decorate it later, if you like. I dunno, it came to me in a weird dream. There was a snake lady and everything. Well, see you later!)

The spirits enter the ghost house, in as much as vague souls can be in anything.
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No. 1111741 ID: 91ddad

Give the newcomers a tour of your home/best friend.
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Samsara: Surprise! I was the narrator the whole time! Aren't you pleased and shocked? hee hee

Now the robolds are settled in, relatively speaking, there isn't going to be anything much happening for about a week, so I thought it would be a good time to deal with your, erm, compatriots. Remember, the ball of conglomerated psyche formed from the spirits of humanity from the previous universal incarnation who where in heaven for a little too long? And now they're dissoluted into a sort of... mush?

Well, a planet opened up that would be just perfect to give them a second chance. No spoilers, but it has a lot of familiar, earthy things. Just go through this uh, Metaspacial Linkage...
https://questden.org/kusaba/quest/res/1111738.html
...and I'll have you back here before anything interesting happens.


End of chapter one
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No. 1111746 ID: 91ddad

Oh, no! I am bamboo-nuzzled or however it's said!
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